Monday, April 20, 2015

Grand Master AOS


It is nice to notice that the Grand Master has finally been appropriately recalled in the era of wolves

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Strength



Strength never comes with ease or mediocrity. Sometimes it has to be forged in black choking smog. Among searing flames and grinding, dull, white bones. 

A forging of solid inner discipline, of the self, to embrace or reach beyond the beautiful chaos….

Monday, April 6, 2015

Totem

Been seeing eagles, hunting around the roadways that lead to work, and they are nothing short of amazing spectacles. 

Nothing could match the grace and magnificent of those birds swooping down from the sky to grab an unsuspecting toad, or snake, crossing the road, squirming under the crushing grip of the eagles’ talons. 

What a lovely sight. 

I could think of some ‘targets’ if I ever get reincarnated as an eagle…Flying down in a relentless assault on the unsuspecting meats, feeling their lives slips away under my talons, what could one ask for more ?

Saturday, April 4, 2015

Cards


Why can’t all greeting cards be so simple, truthful and eloquent? 

Sure, some may not like naked truth, even if it comes with pretty pictures. 

Sooner or later, one’s got to learn that, keeping skeletons in the closet will simply breed vengeful specters.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Some Roads

There are roads that swallow one’s chances up, even if all the bridges are left standing.


After all, some roads do require the whole man.

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

The Magick of an Initial Try

The very first time trying to create something is always magical. Sometimes one hit the right combination of circumstances, notes, pitches, colors, moves, and come out with a composition of an art work that simply dazzles…


Other times it just doesn’t work, until further efforts right all the wrongs through evolution. Strange thing is, once it’s exceptionally good in the initial try, the continuation of the art, whatever it is, usually descends into inferior, mediocre things…

Guess nothing ever beat that first streak of genius.

Friday, March 27, 2015

Scare

Sitting through a thunderstorm on an airplane is one hell of a thrilling sensation, for some. For others, it seems to be the unique opportunity to show others who are scared how much more brave, calm, or manly they are. 


Like as if death itself would stop on its tracks because one raised his or her chin up high, and shine a condescending gaze from the corner of an eye, to all the pitiful, inferior ones who are left unsettled and wary by it…

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Anton


I don’t think I have ever seen so many awkward moments as in this seminal interview of Anton, somewhere in the late 1960s, on the cusp of the wonderful, modern, brain numbing, corporate media mass hypnosis.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Distance

We give names to things. Attach values and perceptions to them. Agreed to use some of them for communications, for definitions, and thus create traditions. Agreed to teach the chosen traditions to our offspring, as truths, and thus foster a hereditary forgetfulness that they are just names. Until all started to believe that names are reality and reality are names, with no distinction.


So, when somebody or something comes up that does not fit the presumed values and perceptions behind their namesake, we, or you, or just me, or just others, tend to react in a variety of negative, distancing expressions. Because we do not know how to classify someone or something that does not fit the tradition of names we grew up accustomed to as reality.


Until, of course, the ones with whom we distanced ourselves, becomes familiar; accepted; popular; named; embraced....